And the clone, while copying, can also impart consciousness. By refining the clone soul skill, each bubble is equivalent to a clone of Lin Feng, thus he can control the flight direction and position of the bubbles.

Not like now, when a gust of wind scatters his bubbles everywhere and the attack fails instantly.

The limited increase in the power of the bubbles was also within Lin Feng's expectations. The characteristic of the mirror image soul skill is duplication and cannot enhance the power of the bubbles.

"So weak?"

Jiao Li couldn't believe that the golden soul skill would be so weak, or rather that Lin Feng's innate skill of blowing bubbles would be so weak.

Low-level demon spirits!

Only the innate abilities of low-level demon spirits would be so weak, pathetically weak.

It's just that such a low-level demon spirit, yet refining a golden soul skill, defies logic.

"You refined a low-level demon spirit, didn't you? The innate ability is too weak."

Jiao Li couldn't help but sneer. Initially somewhat apprehensive, he now felt no pressure at all.

No matter how Lin Feng absorbed the golden soul skill, it couldn't change the fact that he refined a low-level demon spirit.

Without the support of demon spirits, trying to escape from their three-man encirclement was naturally impossible.

Lin Feng did not mind Jiao Li's mocking. The effect of the mirror image soul skill had been verified, just as he anticipated. As for the bubbles' power, it would naturally increase as his strength grew.

Lin Feng had no intention of wasting words. A silver light emerged from under his feet, and with a shake of his figure, he vanished like a ghost.

"Shh!"

A faint sound of air being pierced echoed suddenly. Jiao Li's heart skipped a beat, horrified to find that Lin Feng had appeared before him, less than a meter away, with a silver-white dagger already slashing towards his throat.

The sharp dagger sliced through the air, surrounded by purple electric arcs, moving at an incredible speed. Only then did Jiao Li come to his senses, wanting to flap his wings to resist and escape, but it was too late. He could only instinctively raise his longsword to block.

"Clang!"

The dagger fell, blocked by the longsword. Before Jiao Li could rejoice, the dagger slid along the blade, sparking wildly, suddenly slicing towards the right hand holding Jiao Li's sword.

Blood splattered, and Jiao Li's longsword fell from his right hand. The silver-white dagger did not pause at all, directly slashing towards Jiao Li's chest.

"Ah!"

With a sharp scream, a large gash was opened on Jiao Li's chest, blood gushing out.

Just when Lin Feng was about to slit Jiao Li's throat with his dagger, the ground trembled slightly, and Lin Feng suddenly jumped back. A spear made of earth-yellow shot up from where he had just stood.

If he hadn't noticed in time, Lin Feng would likely have been impaled on it.

As Lin Feng retreated explosively, two aliens already stood in front of Jiao Li, their faces gloomy, drawing in a sharp breath.

Originally thinking he was just a newbie refining a low-level demon spirit, they hadn't expected this newbie to perform such a rapid thunder attribute body technique and possess terrifying combat experience. In just a few seconds, among the three of them, Jiao Li, who had refined an eighth-grade demon spirit and was the strongest, had lost his combat effectiveness.

"No wonder he didn't run!"

Looking at Jiao Li's miserable state, the two aliens finally understood why, from start to finish, Lin Feng had remained so unfazed facing the three of them.

"Let's retreat first."

The two aliens exchanged a glance, supporting Jiao Li, ready to retreat.

Obviously, at this moment, they no longer intended to capture Lin Feng alive. Even though they only made a simple move, they understood that this human in front of them was terrifyingly strong. Even if they had a numerical advantage, they were no match.

"They aren't very strong, looks like these three aliens aren't the top geniuses among their race."

A thought flashed through Lin Feng's mind. He guessed the aliens' intentions, and with silver light flashing under his feet, a whoosh sounded as he appeared before the three again. This time, knowing Lin Feng's body technique was extremely fast, the other two aliens were clearly prepared. Before Lin Feng got close, one alien had already swung a long knife, a red blade light blasting forward, directly slashing at Lin Feng.

Whizz, whizz, whizz!

As the blade light burst out, earth-yellow spears shot towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's figure trembled, disappearing strangely once again, soon reappearing on their escape route. Lin Feng's mouth slightly opened, spitting out a fist-sized transparent bubble, manifesting another 32 bubbles.

Though the bubbles weren't very powerful, having absorbed a soul skill, when they burst, the sudden electric shock, though not lethal, would cause a slight numbness, hindering escape.

When one of the aliens was struck by three to four bubbles, his body stiffened slightly. Silver light manifested under Lin Feng's feet, and with a faint thunderclap, Lin Feng's figure vanished. When he reappeared, the dagger in his hand had already severed his opponent's tendons.

The last remaining alien's gaze was as venomous as a snake, staring fiercely at Lin Feng. Without any hesitation, he let go of his companion, trying to escape. But in front of Lin Feng, who had mastered the Thunder Step, escape was a luxury, and soon he was kicked down by Lin Feng, sprawling on the ground.

"Your strength is a bit weak!"

Lin Feng looked at the three in front of him and remarked.

These three aliens weren't very strong, otherwise, they wouldn't have been so easily defeated by him. Furthermore, these three were likely just small fry collecting demon spirits.

The three aliens were silent. Among them, two were second-grade martial artists, and one was a first-grade martial artist. They had all refined advanced demon spirits, and although they weren't super geniuses, their strength wasn't weak. Otherwise, they wouldn't have entered the demon spirit realm. But Lin Feng's strength was overwhelming.

Though he refined a low-level demon spirit, his formidable combat experience and martial skills left Lin Feng peerless among those in the same tier.

"Who are you collecting demon spirits for?"

Lin Feng pointed to the crystal balls on the three aliens.

The three aliens didn't answer. Lin Feng didn't seem to mind, observing for a while. Although these demon spirits in the crystal balls were precious, they all contained golden soul skills, and none had clone soul skills.

Lin Feng took the crystal balls from the three aliens. Sensing Lin Feng's ruthlessness, the three aliens sensibly didn't resist. Only Jiao Li spoke, "These are demon spirits collected for some super-genius. If you take them, you'll be hunted down."

"Who hunts who isn't certain. If things go south, I'll destroy them and simply escape." Lin Feng responded indifferently.

Jiao Li's face was grim, silent. These demon spirits took them two months to find. Losing them would surely lead to punishment.

More importantly were the demon-sealing soul artifacts. Each of them carried ten advanced demon-sealing soul skills. Though only the size of a fist, they were invaluable. If destroyed, they would face severe consequences.

The three aliens felt bitter. Who would have thought, in the demon spirit realm, on their own turf, they'd be robbed and threatened by a human?

In the past, didn't humans always run away at the first sight of them?

"If you're not going to kill us, what do you want?" Jiao Li asked somewhat helplessly.

The threat seemed ineffective, and as Lin Feng said, with his power, even if outmatched, escaping back to the human realm seemed feasible.

"I want to find a demon spirit with a clone soul skill. Help me find it, and I will return these demon-sealing soul artifacts and demon spirits to you," Lin Feng said.

With over ten billion in value of the demon-sealing soul artifacts, if he could bring them back, Lin Feng would likely leave immediately.

"Haven't you already refined a soul skill? Why are you still searching for a clone soul skill?"

Jiao Li asked in confusion.

A purple-gold level clone soul skill was rare even in the demon spirit realm, and even if found, they wouldn't be able to refine it.

Jiao Li didn't think Lin Feng could refine it either.

Although Lin Feng was very strong, someone who refined a low-level demon spirit managing to absorb a golden soul skill was already a miracle, let alone a purple-gold soul skill.

"That's not something you need to know." Lin Feng said calmly, "Find a clone soul skill with thunder or water attributes, and I'll return these demon-sealing soul artifacts to you."

"I'll give you two or three days. Let's meet here in three days at this time. If not, I'll destroy them."

After saying that, with a step, Lin Feng disappeared with thirty demon-sealing soul artifacts.

Leaving the three aliens looking at each other, their faces extremely grim.

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